We built this city on rock and roll

[fleurdesel]

Who: Adele LeBlanc, Derek Bliss, gawkers, assistants, and whoever wants to help or mock
What: Building a beach house (not actually on the beach)
When: June 12th - 15th
Where: The Beach
Summary: A house is built, there's a bonfire at night and food provided for those that helped.
Rating: PG-13 for potential language

[After a brief posting the day before on the journal network mentioning the construction project, it's location, and offering a meal in return for work, Adele assists Derek in moving the supplies they've collected since picking the site and in the initial set up. Knowing little to nothing of construction she follows his lead every step of the way, breaking off only to set up water or a quick meal for them in between shifts of planing wood, cutting trim and hammering nails.

It takes time to get it built, but the end of each work day is met with a small or large bonfire, a hot meal, and cool drink.

And at the end there may very well be a house.]

Comments

[rather_be_surfing]

"Craftsman at heart. Always a good thing."

He had to agree with the sentiment, even if he, like most residents, was well aware that chances were, the house would outlast it's current residents, anyway. The populace had not permanency.

[complicatedliar]

He snorted. "I don't know if that makes me a craftsman. I just like to see things done properly." If he kills something, it stays dead, and so on.

But no one would ever accuse Loki of being a craftsman, a creator, not where he's from. What a curious thought.

[rather_be_surfing]

[Derek shrugs.]

"You're a craftsman. Part of what makes someone a craftsman is the urge to do it properly, to take the time to make sure it happens in the way you intend it to go, no matter what it is you're shaping."

[complicatedliar]

Hah. I shall add that to my list of titles, then.

You consider yourself a craftsman too?

[rather_be_surfing]

When I'm cooking or working on something like this, I guess. The job is a little different. I'd call myself a professional on that, but not necessarily a craftsman.

[complicatedliar]

Hm. Interesting demarcation.

But then I don't think I've ever been a professional anything.

[rather_be_surfing]

If I enjoyed it, maybe I'd consider it an art. But it's a necessity; I'm just an exterminator, to be honest. Not a lot of art to that.

[complicatedliar]

Hah. There is not art in violence, though one could argue that there is in practicing for it.

[He has no illusions about what an ugly, but useful thing violence is.]

[rather_be_surfing]

Gotta agree with you on that.

[complicatedliar]

[Loki rises back to his feet, finishing the last bit of his drink. Look at this, he and Derek managed to have a cordial conversation.]

Magic is a far more fine at at any rate.

[rather_be_surfing]

Doesn't surprise me. Even the illusionists back home have to have a certain finesse to pull off their tricks.

[complicatedliar]

Tricks. Not magic.

[rather_be_surfing]

I know; that's the point. Tricks need finesse to pull off; I'd imagine the real thing needs it even more.